Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

How did he manage to ask such an unusual question in such a calm tone?

Lu Luozhi stared at him in astonishment, her bright almond-shaped eyes wide with disbelief.

What did he say again?

Help, help her take off her pants?

Is that correct?

Did she hear that right?

As he spoke, a strange silence suddenly fell over the bathroom.

It was so quiet that you could hear them even breathing loudly.

She looked at him.

His eyes were also on her.

It wasn't until Ying Yuchuan realized how... terrible his question had been.

He rarely showed any embarrassment. He coughed lightly, breaking the strange silence in the bathroom. He turned his face away, not wanting her to see the restlessness on his face that no one else had ever seen before.

"I... I was just thinking that your hand was injured, so it might be inconvenient for you..."

Yes.

He was just being kind.

It doesn't mean anything else.

Lu Luozhi smiled and spoke to defuse the strange atmosphere between the two of them.

"No need, thank you. I should be able to handle it."

"Um."

Ying Yuchuan almost walked out of the bathroom quickly, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

Separated by a door, both the inside and outside breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

In the bathroom, Lu Luozhi had endured it to the point of no return. As soon as he left, ignoring the pain from the wounds on her hands, she quickly pulled down her pants and completely freed herself.

"Let me know when you're done."

A man's low, deep voice could be heard from outside the door.

Lu Luozhi's heart skipped a beat.

Immediately afterwards, a flushed heat began to spread across her face.

Like the petals of a blooming red rose, even her fair neck turned red, making her appear even more charming and lovely.

Holding her flushed cheeks in her hands, her heart began to race uncontrollably.

She had never been in a relationship, didn't understand feelings, let alone how to get along with men.

Aside from Huang Mao Ya Zai, Ying Yu Chuan was the closest and most intimate member of the opposite sex to her.

Now she understands what's written in novels and shown in TV dramas; it really does make her blush and her heart race.

She had always been curious about why the female lead's heart would race and her face would blush so easily during the ambiguous period between the male and female leads.

It turns out that it wasn't that the girls were being coy or pretentious, but rather that they were experiencing a kind of psychological lack of control.

Blushing is uncontrollable.

Even the heartbeat.

But she and Ying Yuchuan weren't in the ambiguous stage of their relationship.

He only said one sentence!

Stop, don't jump anymore.

What's so great about jumping?

She clutched her chest, desperately trying to calm her uncontrollable heart.

Lu Luozhi, something must be wrong with your heart. You should go to the hospital to get it checked out another day.

Yes, that's exactly right.

She's not some leading lady, why think so much?

However, it is undeniable that Ying Yuchuan, despite his serious and cold exterior, is actually a very good person.

"Is it ready yet?"

Ying Yuchuan asked her again.

It also brought back Lu Luozhi's wandering thoughts.

"Okay, okay. I'll walk out by myself. You don't need to carry me. It's not good to keep bothering you..."

If I let him carry me again, what if he gets used to it?

People shouldn't get too used to something.

She slowly stood up, leaning against the wall for support, and pulled up her pants.

The smart toilet will automatically flush using a sensor.

Less than three seconds after the sound of water was heard, Ying Yuchuan had already pushed open the door and entered.

It seems he never left, waiting for her.

Lu Luozhi was somewhat surprised.

"I wasn't talking about myself..."

"I am your husband."

Without saying a word, he picked her up in a princess carry.

"Huh? And then?"

"You are my wife."

She felt even more confused.

Ying Yuchuan looked down at her.

He took in the bewilderment on her round face.

"From now on, you can try to rely on me. You don't have to bear everything alone."

The deep, powerful sentence he uttered sounded like a train suddenly speeding towards her, booming into her ears.

Her star-like eyes widened in disbelief as Lu Luozhi stared at him blankly.

Try leaning on him?

"Besides, this is what a husband should do."

He picked her up again, went to the bedside, and gently put her down on the bed.

I glanced at the bed.

He habitually furrowed his brow, then relaxed it a few seconds later.

"Remember to change into your pajamas before going to bed next time. Your clothes are dirty when you go out. I'll make an exception for you this time, but remember next time."

It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over her head.

All the daydreams and impulsive thoughts were completely extinguished by this bucket of cold water.

Why is it that he always manages to say something inappropriate at such emotionally charged moments?

"Yes, sir, I'll remember this next time, I'll remember it perfectly!"

She was stunned for a while before she came to her senses and replied to him irritably.

"Yes, it's good that you know you're wrong and can correct it."

He went around to the side where he was sleeping, picked up the pillow he was using, which she had messed up, patted it, and then neatly placed it back in its usual position and angle.

"And don't mess up my pillow."

He added another sentence.

Watching his every move, Lu Luozhi rolled her eyes inwardly.

She took back what she had just said.

He's no good at all; he's just a cold, serious, and rigid man with obsessive-compulsive disorder!